The trees meet overhead, I feel as if I am in a tunnel or a cave, it's Spring & the leaves are greening nicely. Lots of bird song. I can identify most of them. Blackbird, Robin, Wren, Song Thrush & others. The Warblers are starting to arrive, there is a Chiffchaff chiffchaffing to my right. I have my binoculars & I see him clearly. Then a Green Woodpecker Yaffles to my left. It's a lovely day, sunny & warm, even under the trees.

The trees are all scots pine, in neat rows. My hayfever is playing up, & my nose won't stop itching. I'm briefly interested in watching a squirrel before I spot a wasp next to me & run around in circles, sqwauking. I tread in some deer poo. Mr Dotsie finally gives in & agrees we can go home now.

What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass!

I am walking in an old deciduous forest in the middle of summer. The sunlight is streaming through the leaves and as I look up the canopy of leaves looks like a green stained glass window. There are dry crisp leaves on the ground from last autumn and they crunch under my feet. I feel at peace. The forest touches all my senses. I see the trees, I smell the greenery, I hear the birds, I feel the dappled sun on my skin and I taste the fresh air.

(incidentally - I used to practice Yoga and one day when I was meditating, I was transported to the above forest complete with all the senses. It only lasted a moment, but I realised that it was somewhere that was very special to me.)

I've travelled deep in to the forest , I lay down and look up . At first I'm self concious 'what if some one stumbles upon me? 'are there people in the forest?' I battle against my mind and the anane fears it spouts forth and surrender myself to the forest . there is no world outside now just me and the forest.
I watch the trees above , the branches of several trees intertwine and the interplay as the wind gently moves them is like a wonderous dance , I feel privilaged to be observing this itimate exchange between them

You live in a small but happy world filled with laughter. You don't travel much but you have a lot of good friends. Your children (gandchildren?) live close and you like to keep an eye on them. You are one of life's optimists.

mspanners

Your life is happy but you are a little paranoid. This paranoia is not a problem because you have the confidence to deal with whatever "They" throw at you. Writing is very important to you and you like fantasy. You enjoy drinking and smoking but perhaps feel you drink too much on occaisions. Although happy now, you foresee storm clouds on the horizon, but believe you can overcome any future adversity.

Dotsie

Saying the trees are in rows means your life at the moment is boring. Saying you want to leave the forest means you want to change your life and do something else. Every now and then something briefly interests you but for the most time you ain't a happy bunny. You also wear the trousers in your relationship.

Tonyblack

At this present moment in time your life is perfect. You couldn't ask for anything else. Your senses and emotions are in a heightened state.

cols

You have surrendered your life to the forest and have faith that the forest will take care of you. At first you weren't sure if this was the right thing to do and that people might laugh at you, but you did it anyway and are now very happy.

"It's better to belong where you don't belong than not to belong where you used to belong,remembering when you used to belong there" -Sneebs